Miss Hardcore Love Daily

The so-called true fragrance is the conclusion that after clearly stating that I will never do something, but I can't control myself, and finally do it and fall in love with it.

Regarding the little raccoon raised by Osamu Dazai, Nakahara Chuya indulged in the other party's bright but outspoken attitude.

Probably...gentlemanly behavior?

Before Wanyin Jiaye bid farewell to Mr. Nakahara Chuya, she received a warning from the other party, telling her not to come to this world casually.

But Wanyin Jiaye didn't intend to be obedient.

"Does your organization have an office?" She stood at the intersection and asked.

"Firm?" This overly serious statement made Zhongyuan Zhong feel strange, but he still said, "What's wrong?"

"Ah, it's like this... I want a legal identity certificate. Since you are involved in this aspect, you should accept the entrustment, right?"

Wanyinjiaye looked at him, then smiled and said, "Please give me an address, I will visit you sometime."

"Tsk, it's inexplicable."

As Nakahara said, he took out a black card from his pocket, held it between two fingers, and handed it over like a bullet.

"Sure enough, this kind of entrustment is also accepted~" Wan Yinjiaye didn't know what was going on with them, why both of them liked to keep business cards in their pockets - is this the privilege of social people?

Pressing down on these slots, the black-haired girl put the business card into the coat pocket, and then hopped to leave Nakahara Nakaya with a back.

The young man clicked his tongue and turned to leave, letting go of the person who was supposed to be brought back to the organization for interrogation, which made him a little annoyed.

Stretching out his hand to stroke his hair, the sun made the boy's skin white.

His fingers fluttered, and finally he reached into his pocket to take out something, but when he reached out and touched it, it was empty.

No bullets and no smoke.

Nakahara Chuya's irritability completely swallowed him up, but now he couldn't find a target to vent his anger on, so he kicked away the small stones on the side of the road and cursed casually: "Damn it! Bastard Dazai!"

In short, it is right to blame Dazai for everything, there is nothing wrong with that!Yes, there is nothing wrong with that!

When the two used to walk on the back of the world in the name of 'Double Black', this was the way they got along. The person they hated the most was each other, and the person they got along with the most was also the other person.

At the same time, Wan Yin Jia Ye did not go back directly.

After she was sure that she would not be seen by the coral-haired boy, she stopped bouncing around, as if she was tired, and changed to a slightly longer and leisurely one.

She lowered her eyes, glanced at the business card she took out from the coat pocket, and after making sure to remember what was on it, she put a small fire trap on her fingertips and burned it all.

The raised ashes were blown gently by the wind and dispersed.

The black-haired woman's face didn't have any good colors either, she just found a shady place with few people, leaned against the wall secretly, took out the cigarette that she had sneaked in from another place just now, and lit it.

From a certain place, to put it bluntly, it was Chuya in the Central Plains that she had been in close contact with just now—although this kind of technology is not upright, it can even be said to be despicable.

But now, she has no legitimate reason to go to the supermarket to buy a pack of cigarettes to relieve her unhappy mood.

How should I put it, even if you don't die, it would be too unpleasant to be killed inexplicably.

"Oh, a child is still a child, and the usual ones are not very strong..."

In addition, she didn't have a good impression of the coral-colored boy who had nothing wrong with him. White smoke mixed with carbon dioxide was exhaled from the woman's mouth and nose. Miss Wan Yin, who was accustomed to using a cigarette stick, naturally looked down on this kind of thing.

Her face was blurred in the shadow, and after a while, when there was only a root left in her hand, she stopped her desire and desire, and hid the remaining things in a nearby corner.

"Speaking of which, is that child really... naive?" Wan Yinjiaye was obedient to the other party and herself, just like a... puppy.

Although Ms. Wan Yin's usual appearance is at least the kind of cute girl in the public impression, but it is undeniable that the skills she possessed through her past experience are not as simple as they appear on the surface.

It can be regarded as a little relief, and Miss Wanyin returned to the apartment, waiting for Dazai to come back.

Osamu Dazai seemed to be busy with something. She didn't ask about it before, but now she can probably guess it.

Because Mr. Chuya Nakahara said that this is a Mafia of a 'betrayal organization'.

What is his job, whether it is good or bad, Wanyin Jiaye can be considered to have a rough exploration.

She went back to the apartment to clean herself of the smell, and cut off the regrowth hair to prevent any telltale signs.

It is clear that Wanyin Jiaye and Mr. Dazai are living together, but they still hide some things thoroughly.

The boundaries between the two are very clear.

even if……

In the evening, Wanyinjiaye opened the refrigerator to choose the food she wanted to eat at night, took out two ice cubes from the bottom freezer and put them in the glass of whiskey.

Even now, this once cold, small space without any trace of human habitation has become so warm.

Mr. Dazai brought a woman back home and raised her as his own property, never thinking that his living habits would change because of it.

He cleared half of the alcohol and medicine in the refrigerator, and filled it with all kinds of raw vegetables, fruits, eggs and meat with her.

I also cleaned out the rice noodles that were about to break down and replaced them with new ones. By the way, I bought brand new pots and snacks in the kitchen cabinet next to it.

Even, once Wan Yinjiaye took a second look at the potted flowers blooming in the flower shop, this delicate and pretending gentle young man put such potted plants on the balcony, window sill, and coffee table at home.

His flattery and liking were visible to the naked eye, and Miss Wan Yin saw all of this and did not refuse.

She clearly knew what this person was looking for in herself, and it was not a very simple thing—it was based on the foundation of complete self, asking her to evolve according to his own ideal with a haughty gesture.

Really, very proud and domineering, this man.

The doorbell rang, and Miss Wan Yin rolled her eyes slightly, holding a glass of cold whiskey in both hands, giving herself a glass to the person who was going to come back.

The brown syrup-like color was shaking along the ice cubes in the pot-bellied glass. As soon as Dazai stepped into the entrance, he saw the wine handed over by the black-haired woman.

"Wow, do you want to drink tonight~" He narrowed his eyes, raised his hands happily, and then took the opportunity to run over to hug her.

Miss Wan Yin swayed slightly, and only put the whiskey into his hand.

"It's just too much, what's for dinner?" She let go of her hand, looked at the young man's knuckle-knuckle hands, and then took off his coat.

"That's up to me to decide? It shouldn't be what Miss Kaye wants to eat, so I'll just hang out with you~~"

Although Osamu Dazai's mind is deep and scheming, he still habitually fooled Miss Wanyin by laughing and joking, or he was casually frivolous.

The liquor he was carrying glistened under the lamp, and obediently asked the other party to take off his clothes. When Miss Wan Yin hooked her fingers and pulled off the other party's tie, she sat gently on the countertop of the shoe cabinet. With a hook of his leg, he circled the black-haired woman into his territory.

He has been like this since the last time he tried and was not rejected.

According to the past, it should be Miss Wanyin who resorted to violence against his rhetoric—even if she was beaten, and she would never tire of molesting her—but this time, Wanyin Jiaye only turned black and didn't move.

"Angry?" The black-haired young man tilted his head, looking at Miss Wan Yin who was pulling his tie from the side.

After Wan Yinjiaye quickly realized that something was wrong in his mind, he quickly reacted and covered up his strangeness: "... let go."

"Hahaha!" Dazai laughed twice, seeing that the other party was not angry, Dapeng spread his wings again on the verge of being beaten: "No~ Miss Kaye's smell today...is not the same as in the past..."

As he spoke, he brought his face closer, as if he wanted to sniff out something, but he didn't smell like a dog, but like a cat, and his breath was very light and long.

Miss Wan Yin's curled eyelashes slightly raised, and her black eyes stared at the enlarged face in front of her, neither avoiding nor avoiding: "Illusion?"

In order to cover up the smell of cigarettes on her body, she may have used a little heavy hand.

"Eh... no, I clearly feel—" The black-haired boy's gaze shifted from the girl's earlobe to her mouth: "Nah~ Mr. Dazai can kiss Ms. Kaya today~~na ?”

The tone of his speech still seems to be in the usual gibberish. In the past, Wanyinjiaye would beat up this little pervert, but today...

Wan Yin Jia Ye didn't seem to have any special reaction, she just loosened the other party's tie and lowered her hand.

Dazai Osamu has a very cold smell. The top note is obviously very gentle and addictive, but once it enters the lungs, it becomes a cold air.

Miss Wan Yin once found it interesting, and it is not difficult to say that she had a certain liking for this beautiful and peculiar person—according to the worst, at least it was not as simple as a stranger.

However, even though Miss Wan Yin had already died once, she still felt the same way about him.

This made Wanyin Jiaye feel strange. If she felt something in the dark, maybe it had something to do with her inexplicably blackened hair, eyes and lost memories.

She also didn't care what the young man in front of her wanted from her, and she no longer wanted to pay attention to the other's delicate heart, the corners of her mouth slightly curled up——

"Mr. Dazai, you really like Ms. Kaya, if you really like it... come and try?"

In the black curtain, sparkling stars flashed.

Osamu Dazai couldn't tell what he was feeling, he just stared at the other's open and closed lips, full of joy.

It's like finally getting your favorite toy.

But after knowing that this was about to belong to him, a destructive desire arose in his heart impatiently.

Guard and destroy.

Alternately.

But no, I made an agreement with myself at the beginning, I can't, destroy it.

I don't know when the glass of whiskey with water droplets on the outer wall was placed in an unattended corner, and he skillfully grabbed what he wanted.

Under the dark lights at night, in a warm space, there are people stacked together.

Children's desires are infinite, and they really push their limits.

"Miss~ can you call me 'darling'?" He took advantage of the gap to ask.

According to common sense, girls in this situation will agree to whatever they are asked to do, but Mr. Dazai is not as delicate as in the past, and he never sees the other party's eyes that have never been closed—too clear.

Wanyin Jiaye felt the heart racing in his chest due to his physiology.

"No." She was merciless, and then, taking advantage of the other party's daze, she pulled off the tie that should have been put aside long ago.

The brunette wiped her mouth with his tie and pulled away from Dazai-san's domain.

Very decisive.

"It has ended."

"..." The young man sitting alone on the shoe cabinet bit his lips, and he suddenly regained the feeling of meeting the other party for the first time.

Hate.

The young man walked up to the woman who was sipping whiskey, grabbed her with his hands, pulled her by the hair, and smiled.

He is considerate and gentle, but also implies danger: "You are not married, and I am also single, what's wrong with calling me 'dear'?"

But Miss Wan Yin ignored it.

She used that normal tone, as if she wasn't the one who did that kind of thing with him just now: "Speaking of which, I saw Mr. Nakaya today."

Wanyin Jiaye persisted, and Dazai knew that he had no choice.

"And then, that slug." The depressed young man let go of his hand and drank Miss Kaye's wine in one gulp.

"Ah, that's interesting." She was just talking, without showing any signs of interest: "You are Ao mako, he is a slug. The friendship between Mr. Dazai and Mr. Chuya is really enviable."

Whiskey flowed out from the corner of his mouth, the glass was thrown on the table with a sound of "sugar palm", and his round belly turned in a circle.

"...Why am I 'Mr. Dazai' and that dog is 'Mr. Chuya'? Don't you think—" the young man said sourly: "Don't you think that pronouncing his name is like a kiss? , you can't do this."

"Really." Wan Yinjia Yeman didn't care: "I think it's okay."

The black-haired young man puffed his cheeks, and turned Miss Wan Yin's face: "It's obvious that you haven't kissed me before?"

"..."

Her silence made Dazai's bad mood finally a little bit better, he seemed to find evidence that the other party didn't care, and laughed at it.

"Hmph, besides, that little dog's kissing skills are not as good as that of the uncle next to Miss Kaye~ If you kiss that bad boy, you will be disappointed."

He said.

Really like a kid.

Miss Wan Yin couldn't help laughing: "Is he your friend? What does it have to do with me?"

"But it looks like..." You look like you care about that person more than me, don't you?

And you smell of him, and your mouth smells of that bastard's brand of cigarettes.

Dazai raised an eyebrow.

Miss Wanyin shook her head, "But Mr. Nakaya does look like a puppy."

"I hate dogs!" he said.

"Then Dazai-san is cat pie," she said.

"Hmm..." The young man pretended to be distressed: "Actually, it's not that simple~ But what Ms. Kaye says is what it is."

Zhong Yuanzhong is also a guy who is easy to satisfy.

He started with nothing, did not go to the surface of the happy world, but was betrayed and stabbed by his own subordinates, and finally became a member of Hong Kong gangsters.

In the end, as a knife, he is foolishly immersed in the relationship between the upper and lower levels of "Hello and I".

Finding the beauty you want in organizational strength is the most stupid thing.

But so far, the naive guy is content and really puppy-like.

Like puppies, creatures that inexplicably show kindness to humans, they are also creatures that are easily satisfied.

But he, Dazai Osamu, hates dogs, very much.

"Miss Kaye is mine, you don't like that little guy in Nakaya, do you?"

Mr. Dazai, a cat fan, confirmed this.

Miss Wan Yin glanced at him.

That's not certain, whether it's the previous sentence or the last sentence, but she still said: "I like puppies, and I also like kittens, but compared to puppies, cats are more self-centered... I feel that I am loved by cats from the beginning to the end." It’s very difficult to fall in love forever.”

"You mean, me?" The clever boy finally stopped covering up.

Wan Yinjiaye suddenly laughed, and she began to fool: "I'm just talking about kittens and puppies..."

Dogs are easy to satisfy, but you are insatiable, are you a cat, cats are insatiable, Dazai?

The author has something to say:

[No other meaning, just an ordinary metaphor, whether I am a kitten or a puppy, as long as it is furry, I like it! 】